Maverick Danker [Beyond the Marius Brothers 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) (2 page)

Our stuff had finally been delivered a few days ago, and I was glad to have it. Having my own belongings made the shock of moving and being surrounded by another species, one I didn’t have the best history with, bearable. Now I was going to start work on Barnabas Leopold’s house and help update it as some of the fae that were crossing over onto our plane settled in there.

I was glad the wolves weren’t the only species who were coming to live among the vamps anymore. I thought the fact that the vamps welcomed the fae, along with some of my pack, was a hopeful sign that these were the good guys. That was my current idea at least.

Now if I could just stop the fucked-up desires in my head, I could move on from the past and have a better life here. Right, like I thought they would just disappear anytime soon. But a man could hope.

* * * *

Asterio

I was scared. Gods, I was scared out of my ever-loving mind. Sure, I was over three millennia old and one of the best warriors the fae had, but I’d never left our plane before and been to Earth. I was ready to shit purple kittens I was so frightened. Everyone was talking about the move, and I’d been working tirelessly to get everyone packed up and ready to go.

The whole community was a mixture of excitement, fear, and hope. It was an odd combo, but we needed to leave this plane though most didn’t want to. Here we were safe. Here we knew what to expect from day to day. Here was our home… But now that was all gone. The rational part of me realized it was logical to be afraid given what we were facing. The male part of me scoffed at that, saying warriors weren’t ever afraid.

Riiiight.

“It will be fine, Asterio,” Queen Magdalena whispered as I stood there, staring at the portal. I looked over to her, loving her like my own mother. She’d taken me in when my parents had died tragically when I was just a boy. I would do
anything
for that woman and not just because she was my Queen and I swore an oath to protect her. No, I would do it out of love. “I share your concerns, son, but this is our best option as a people if we are to survive.”

“I know and I would follow you anywhere, your highness,” I said, trying to ignore my quivering voice. “It’s nice on Earth, right? I mean, we’re a people of the land. I’ve heard about their huge buildings and cities where you can’t see the sky.”

“There are places like that, but it’s not where we’re going. It’s rural and has lots of land. These are good people who are welcoming us in our time of need.” She gave me a comforting nod and gestured toward the portal. I took a deep breath and stepped through.

I gasped as power radiated all around me and suddenly I was standing on firm ground outside a large house. I moved out of the way for the next person and dropped to my knees. It was like someone had punched me so hard that the wind was knocked out of me and then dropped me off a cliff. I just couldn’t seem to breathe.

“What you’re feeling is normal, Asterio,” my friend Makari said gently as he knelt down next to me. “You’ve never crossed over before. Their air is just as breathable to us as at home, but it’s thinner so it will take you some getting used to. After a week or two adjusting, you won’t even notice it. And then I’ll show you all the fun to be had in this world.”

I gave him a weak smile. I really was trying. It’s just I’d heard a human adage once about how
you can’t teach an old dog new tricks
. And while that was talking about animals, I was over
three millennia
old. Change didn’t come easily to me, and this was one huge ass change.

Now the big question was whether I could adapt or I’d lose my mind. I seriously voted for the first.

Maverick

“Thank you for coming,” Barnabas Leopold, head of the East Coast Council, said brightly as I entered his home. I was a little jet-lagged and trying to adjust to the seven-hour time difference. Back in Greece I would be getting ready for bed soon, but here it was still the afternoon.

“It was my pleasure, your honor. Lord Caleb sends his regards and looks forward to meeting you soon. He apologizes for not coming himself, but with the birth of his first child happening any day he could not in good conscience leave his surrogate,” I explained, giving Barnabas a respectful bow.

“Oh! I didn’t know that’s why he stayed in Greece.” Barnabas gave me a bright smile and shook my hand. “He was very cryptic on the phone about why he couldn’t come.”

“Phone lines can be tapped and we’re keeping the fact that he will have an heir soon quiet. As the last of your line, I hope you understand the dangers his child might face.”

“Of course,” he said with a grimace. “It was just a few weeks ago we were attacked by demons trying to take me out.” He shook his head as if to let go of the morose thoughts. “But on to better topics. I’d like you to meet my mates and security, Miles Juniper and Digger Slane.”

“A pleasure.” We all greeted each other, and I was about to say more when the most heavenly scent hit my nose. I glanced around the foyer and landed on a man who was staring at me, shaking as if he’d seen a ghost. My fangs immediately dropped as I ignored everyone else and took a step toward him.

“Don’t,” he whispered and held up his hands. I froze, seeing his distress was very real.

“Do you know who I am?” I asked quietly, not wanting to spook him anymore.

“Yes, but vampires scare me.” I didn’t get a chance to reply before he shifted into a wolf, tearing his clothes. Wow! He was beautiful. My mate had to be at about six one, built but still lean, with ear-length auburn hair and bright blue eyes. He was just as stunning as a wolf, glossy auburn coat and still having those blue eyes.

“I would never hurt you, cub.” I got down low and then onto my knees and scooted a little at a time to him. He gave me a warning growl with no real malice behind it.

“You’re his mate, aren’t you?” Barnabas asked with a sigh. “This is bad.”

“Why?” I snapped but then cleared my throat and tried to calm down. “I’m not a bad person. I would never hurt my mate.”

“Tyler was taken by demons and used as a blood whore for years. He has some serious issues with anyone with fangs.”

“Yet he lives among vampires?” I shot back, not understanding any of this.

“It’s complicated,” Digger said carefully. “It’s for him to explain.”

“If he would shift back he could,” I grumbled. I eyed over my mate carefully for any signs of aggression, but there weren’t any so I took a chance. “As your mate I command you to shift back and talk to me, or I will walk out that door and leave. I am not a threat to you, and it hurts me that this is how you’re treating me on our first meeting.” I heard a gasp of shock behind me but I ignored it.

Tyler whimpered before rolling over to expose his belly to me. I didn’t know much about shifters, but I knew that was a sign of submission for a wolf.
“Please don’t make me. You won’t want me when you know how fucked in the head I am. Just leave me be.”

“I can’t do that, cub,” I whispered, a little shell-shocked I could hear him in my head. “If you want, I can see it all without you having to explain it to me.” I rubbed his stomach as he eyed me warily. “I’ll be gentle, I swear it to you. If I drink from you, then I can see your memories.” He started to shake again. “Or I could use my other gift and make you orgasm right here in the middle of the foyer with witnesses and embarrass you for being a bad mate.”

The air around him vibrated and suddenly I was rubbing Tyler the man. “That’s not much of a threat.”

“I know it’s not,” I replied cheekily. “But it still worked.” He nodded and bared his neck to me. I moved over him, not giving two shits where we were or who was watching.

“Wait, shifter blood affects vamps—” one of the men behind me started to warn. I rolled my eyes, letting my mate see me, which got a smile from him.

“I’m two thousand years old. I know what shifter blood does to us. I just met my mate so it sounds like fun to me.” I eyed over my mate with a lecherous look. “Oh yeah, good times will be had by all.” I didn’t wait another moment, sinking my fangs into his neck as gently as I could.

“Oh god, that feels good,” Tyler cried out and wrapped his legs around me, humping my larger form. He wasn’t small, but since I was six seven, almost everyone was smaller than me. “This wasn’t what I felt when they bit me before.”

I grunted that I understood him as I drank his blood down. He was like drinking liquid lava, so it was hard to focus, but I pushed that aside and concentrated on the memories I was getting from him. After a few minutes, I knew why my mate thought he was such a freak. I pulled my fangs out of him and licked the bite closed before giving him an evil look.

“I know what you need, cub,” I growled as I reached down and fondled his hole. “And I will give it to you as soon as you pledge yourself to me and accept our mating.”

“Yes,” he whispered in awe as if he’d just met Santa Claus.

“We need someplace private,” I said to Barnabas, not even taking my eyes off my mate.

“Okay then,” he drawled. “Up the stairs, to your right, third door on your left.”

“Thank you, your honor.” I stood, my mate still wrapped around me. I gave them a quick nod, smiling as I saw their matching looks of shock. Then I raced up the stairs and found the room he had offered.

“I can’t believe you still want me after what you saw,” Tyler whispered into my neck. I kicked the door closed and rubbed my hands over his back.

“You think you’re sick because you liked parts of being captive, Tyler. It wasn’t the captivity or the abuse you liked. You just needed to find the right person who understands your desires.”

“And you’re that man?”

“Oh yeah,” I moaned as I pulled him off of me. He looked at me funny, but I was too busy taking in my fill of my mate. “Stand very still as I check out what belongs to me.” He shivered and nodded. Always a good sign. “Do you really want to be my slut?”

“Yes,” he whimpered.

“Good. Then bend over and show me what is mine. I want to see the tight hole I’m going to fuck all night.”

I knew I was going to because I was feeling the effects of his blood, and I was so damn horny already that I would hump the wall if it gave me relief. He did as I wanted, and I thought it was time to reward him. I focused on Tyler and let my gift flow. He cried out as he came and would have fallen over if I hadn’t grabbed him around the waist.

“Oh, cub, you are perfect.”

“I’m not a cub anymore,” he gasped, shaking from the force of his orgasm.

“You are to me. You’re thirty-two, and I just turned two thousand. That makes you a cub and I find that hot.”

“Then I’m your cub,” he groaned. I fondled his sac before throwing him onto the bed. I got undressed as quickly as possible as he stared at me. “You’re really hot.”

“The feeling is mutual,” I purred. “I saw in your mind that I don’t need to stretch you or find slick to fuck you because I’m your mate, right?”

“Yes, that’s true.” He nodded as his cock leaked at the idea. Good, because it turned me on, too.

“Spread your legs wide and act like a proper slut, begging for my attention,” I ordered with a feral grin.

“Please fuck me hard and fast,” he pleaded, giving me the show of a lifetime as he practically did the splits with his legs in the air. Nice to know he was that flexible as well. “Pound your huge meat into me until I pass out. Use me as you see fit.”

“Good cub,” I praised as I crawled into bed with him and moved my body over him. I placed my cock at his hole and pushed in just a bit, allowing his body to adjust. I’d seen in his mind that wolves produced a natural wetness when coupling with their mates, and his body would stretch itself out to prepare for me. “Hands over your head.”

“Are you going to pin me down and fuck me?” The lust shining in his beautiful bright blue eyes let me know just how much he liked it.

“Yes, until we get some restraints and chains, that will have to do.” I didn’t wait for an answer, shoving my cock into him fully. God, he felt like heaven! “Oh cub, I’m going to fuck you so good. My horny, slutty cub is perfect.”

“Thank you,” he whispered, the emotions he was struggling with coming to the surface.

“My pleasure.” I covered his wrists with one hand, holding him down as I moved one of his legs around my waist. I started a punishing pace, loving the little wolf howls he made as I fucked him exactly how he wanted. “Are you going to be my personal slut, Tyler? Will you cater to my every desire and give yourself to me always?”

“Yes, yes I’m yours, sir!” I hated that
sir
shit.

“Maverick,” I grunted, wanting to smack myself in the head when I realized I’d not even told him my name. “My name is Maverick, but everyone calls me Mav.”

“I like it.” He leaned up and licked my neck. “Can I claim you, Mav?”

“You better,” I snarled. I felt his teeth sink into my flesh and our bond snap into place.
“You’re mine now, Tyler, and I will take care of you from now on, cub.”

“Will you love me, too, one day?”
I could hear the fear in his voice and feel his emotions. Tyler knew he was a good slut and wild in bed but didn’t think anyone could love him because of it.